It was a comedy of red tape to get Evan's birth certificate from the civil office, which was first needed before we could register Evan's birth at the US Consulate. First, Mike was told that we needed to get married in Moldova before the birth certificate could be issued. Thankfully that wasn't true. Then it took visiting several notaries before they would accept our marriage certificate without it being sent back to the State of California to be apostille. Three days later we had a birth certificate for our little one and it was off to the US Consulate.
I wish I could show you Evan's passport photo. It makes Grandma laugh so hard I question the cuteness of my kid. But I guess that's what you get when you take a passport photo of a three week old.
